Love Means Healing

(17) Meeting Jason Blossom

Toni POV

"Come on Toni you have to know how to twerk! At least a little bit"

"No I don't!"

Cheryl and I have gotten pretty close over the past two weeks, at first she'd always ask questions like "can I use the TV" or ask if she could eat from the fridge, just basically making sure everything was fine with me. Which it is, we're roommates now and I've told her to help herself to anything she wants. We go grocery shopping together so that she feels she has a say in what goes in the fridge and eventually what happens in the apartment.

"You know at least a little bit"

"Fine! Maybe I know a little something from the girls"

"What girls?"

"The girls at the club"

"Ohhhh"
She smirked

"Nothing like that"
I replied, rolling my eyes and grabbing a Gatorade from the fridge

"What do you want to do today? It's only 1:00."

"Uhhh we could have a chill day but I still need to finish unpacking."

"Right because the queen of procrastination has only unpacked her shoes and.. no that's it actually just the shoes."

"Whatever, I'll get on that in a minute"

"Nope, come on get up."
I said pulling her off the couch

"Ok ok fine."

She got off the couch and walked into the guest room, the one the boys used to stay in. It's turned into her room. The boys don't mind, honestly I thought It would get them to crash less but no no no, they just decided they could crash in the living room.

Cheryl's clothes boxes were in the living room, and I decided to help her a bit. I opened a box and saw coats on the top. I picked some up and something heavy fell out, it was wrapped in a wash cloth. I unwrapped it and they were bloody brass knuckles. I quickly rewrapped them and stuffed them back in the box pulling out more coats. Then I felt something hard, like metal. Before I could pull it out I heard someone behind me.

"You're nosey huh?"
It was Cheryl, she was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed watching me go through her stuff like an idiot.

"No I- I'm sorry I was just..."

"Go ahead, I'm listening"
She said walking up to me

"Why do you have those?"
I asked pointing to the brass knuckles she picked up.

My curiosity had taken over me, why would someone like her, innocent and clueless have a weapon so rough and harsh, meant for giving some a brutal beating. And clearly they're used, but maybe they're just for protection.

"I have my reasons for secrets and you have yours."

She picked the box up and walked back to her room.

Maybe she's not so innocent, I know I'm not, I've been in my share of fights, gang related or just putting some dick head back in his place.

About twenty minutes later she walked back out, in just basketball shorts and a sports bra.

"Do you mind if I change the thermostat, it's really hot in there"

I almost didn't realize that I was biting my lip. It's no secret that I'm really attracted to Cheryl. But now that we're roommates things would be too complicated.

She put her hair in a bun, waiting for my answer.

"You don't have to keep asking me stuff like that, go ahead Cherry I don't mind."